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we're speaking with brand new tongues - Titmouse (Ghost) - January 05, 2023
It was overcast and grim as he hobbled each step along the sand bar. Threatening rain maybe, or snow. He didn't know, wasn't wise like others his age, wasn't all that aware of anything really; he'd forgotten why he'd started this way.
He'd forgotten to be afraid of the blackness everywhere, or the nip of the cold against his threadbare coat, and sometimes walked without any stress at all, as if the tangle that scarred his legs had never happened.
That pain would return and he would be briefly stupefied, then carry on.
And on, and on and on, until,
A forest loomed before him — icy, imposing, with empty fingers reaching skyward at the sad sky.
Familiar — but he couldn't place why.
RE: we're speaking with brand new tongues - Skaigona - January 08, 2023
a leggy shadow coursed the feet of the island. of course heda noticed. she noticed everything these days, from errant waves to deer-trails to the way the wind shifted and changed/
the youthful advisor would not hide herself. she stepped directly toward the older man, who smelled of deep places she did not know and who burned with something she did not understand.
"welcome to sweetharbor," heda said in a low and welcoming tone, stopping some feet away with a wave of her tail. "will you stay a while?"
the youthful advisor would not hide herself. she stepped directly toward the older man, who smelled of deep places she did not know and who burned with something she did not understand.
"welcome to sweetharbor," heda said in a low and welcoming tone, stopping some feet away with a wave of her tail. "will you stay a while?"